Blooming Tower of the West Wind

Just now Theron suspected that she was just unconvinced. He once complained that she didn't take him out to play and led her away from Modanlu on a whim. Now he feels that Hipper must come in person in order to personally confirm this special memory. .

Hipper stretched out her white hand to the curtain next to her. The curtain was already covered with thick dust. Theron couldn't help but stretched out her hand to block her, and asked, "You...do you want to close the curtain? good."

Hipper was meekly held down by her hand, but she broke free skillfully, and walked slowly forward to the next window, still leaning against the window in this position.She rested her chin on one hand and looked at the garden outside the window, then looked up at the sky, and finally turned her head to look at the bookshelf.

Theron felt that her gaze suddenly became sharper. The archmage raised his hand, and a book fell obediently from above, with a cloud of ashes.

The book couldn't even fly, and it fell straight into Hipper's hands. The archmage opened the pages that had turned dark yellow due to improper preservation, and said with a smile, "That's it, you can read it first. "

Theron opened it with joy, only to see a lot of symbols like a heavenly book. His emerald green eyes widened in shock, and he looked at Hipper in horror and said, "What kind of book is this?"

"Alchemy books, they have their own set of peculiar symbols, which are all written in the appendix, or are you going to copy them back first and then read them?"

Theron struggled for a while and said, "I think... I can copy here during the day, and take the part I copied back to read at night."

Hipper nodded noncommittally and said, "Then let's get started."

"Start...?" She looked at Hipper blankly, and Hipper smiled and said, "Didn't you start copying? Do it."

The archmage put out the small suitcase that was placed in the corner just now. Inside were the tools they bought from Dead Leaf City. There were several kinds of needles, threads, and rulers, as well as a tool that looked like a torture instrument. hay cutter.But Hipper came out with only pens, rulers, and charcoal, handed Theron a copy, and said, "Get ready. This is the first time you've made a manuscript, right?"

"Huh? I copied B. Trace's problem set before."

"That's just copying in a notebook, right? A real manuscript requires some knowledge of binding, so pay special attention to page numbers when copying."

She asked Theron to sit across from her, and the two of them were lying on the table, head to head.The archmage took about a hundred sheets of paper, folded them in half, and said, "If a hundred sheets of paper were folded in half, would you be able to see such a neat surface?"

Theron shook his head, obviously this is not possible, because the paper itself has thickness, the closer to the middle, the more prominent, and the farther to the sides, the more receding.

"You've probably noticed it before." She opened the spine of this little book slightly, exposing the inside, "the spine is not a flat sheet of paper, but a 'bundle' of several sheets of paper folded in half." Bound together. In my library, the books are in good condition, but maybe you've seen some books in the library that are completely falling apart, and the most vulnerable place for them to break is the glued pages on the outside of the spine , if the quality of the glue is poor, it will be damaged by natural weathering, of course, the staff of the library will repair it, so you may not have a chance to see it."

"Then we too?"

Hipper smiled happily: "Yes, we are going to make a manuscript in this way, count its pages, divide the papers, and then start working."

Theron obediently divided the papers that Hipper bought into "bundles", and then asked with his eyes, Hipper replied generously: "What are you looking at me for? You should mark the pages with a fine charcoal pen."

Fine charcoal was for underlining, and Theron thought that if she was going to start copying, all the pages would have to be marked with grids, but Hipper instead asked her to number the pages first.She wrote the page number at the bottom of each page, and then Hipper turned to the text, pulled out the fifth page, and said, "You take this page, well, let's get started, sit down, sit next to me Come."

"Me, us?!"

Hipper reached out and grabbed her, pulling her to urge her to come over.Theron walked around the table, sat next to Hipper, and asked incredulously, "Are you copying too?"

"Of course, am I idle? There are no good books here, and I will be bored too."

Theron knew, of course, but the two of them had been very far apart during working hours, so to speak, because even when they were relaxing in the living room, they were not close to each other.She is much closer to her classmates than she is to Hipper.

But now, when Hipper suddenly said that she would be allowed to sit next to him, possibly for eight hours or more, she began to suspect that she was dreaming.

At this point she asked a stupid question: "Shouldn't I check the box first?"

Hipper had to say, "Okay, tick."

The ruler was very long, the two of them had to stay far away, and they were on the same side, and they couldn't even look at each other. Theron lacked the courage to take a peek. After saving up for a long time, he tried to take a peek. Quickly turned back.

It took a little time to make grids for so many pages, but four laborers are faster than two—yes, this kind of simple work can be handled by the water lord, and Theron quickly got his wish and sat next to Hipper .

Thankfully, the budget-strapped library uses a kind of bench, and the two of them have to sit on the same stool.

A book has two sides. If you want to copy it at the same time, of course you have to sit almost next to each other. When Hipper stretched out his arm, he found that Theron's expression was a bit unnatural, and he kept staring at his arm.

"What's wrong? Is it blocking you?"

"Yes, a little." She couldn't move her hands up anymore. She used to sit at a table by herself, and she had never been hindered like this.

Hipper frowned and asked, "Have you never sat so close to someone else? I remember the small desks in the preparatory class, right?"

Theron looked at her sideways, "No, my deskmate is left-handed."

"Huh? You didn't tell me?"

"I thought it was too common, so I didn't say it."

"Then you sit to the left, you start on the first page, and I start on the second page. How?"

It's not that good. After sitting down, Theron felt that it was even more wrong. Hipper didn't need to press the paper with his hands, but there was always a place for his hands, and now he pressed them in the gap between the two of them.

Theron immediately fidgeted again, her ass touched Hipper's hand, and she didn't know if this was considered as arrogance, and whether she needed to move a little to the side, but when she peeked at Hipper, she found that the old mage wrote very Seriously, even if she has almost been swept in front of her arm, she can still maintain a straight sitting posture.

She wrote very fast, and by the time Theron was just a third of the way through, she was already two-thirds of the way through.But at the same time, it's also so beautifully written that Theron hastened to catch up.Not long after, she felt Hipper stop, tilting her head and watching her write.

It made her uncomfortable, and Hipper had hardly ever watched her write before.

She became more and more nervous, and her writing became slower and slower. When she raised her head, Hipper smiled and said: "Just write clearly, and you don't need to have flowers like this book. Don't you think curly words are actually Not suitable for reading?"

"Feel, feel..."

"Then write quickly."

Theron hurriedly lowered her head and wrote fiercely, but Hipper still looked at her with her head hooked. Due to the relationship between the two sitting postures, she seemed to be half-embraced by Hipper.

Although she couldn't see it, she could feel the heat coming through the thin clothes, which was very different from the cool indoor temperature.The even breathing slowly permeated and diffused around her ears. She felt a little itchy, but different from the "itchy" feeling, she wanted to lean over and let Hipper get closer.

"I like your words."

"Huh? Huh?" A short sentence scared her little apprentice.Hipper innocently looked at Theron who turned around in surprise, "Did I bother you?"

Theron shook his head quickly, "I just didn't expect it."

Hipper picked up his own piece of paper, put it a little far away, and said, "You obviously practiced it by watching my handwriting, but why is it different from my handwriting in the end?"

She probably didn't expect her to answer this question. Theron said casually, "Maybe it has something to do with your personality. Your personality is too serious."

"how about you?"

Theron thought for a moment and said, "'Casual'?"

Hipper shook his head with a smile, "'Casual' cannot summarize your characteristics, and 'wild' is more appropriate."

After finishing this page carefully, Theron breathed a sigh of relief, turned to the second page, and took a new piece of paper. Hipper also put a new piece of paper in front of him and started writing at the same time.

"Wildness..." Theron said softly, most of her attention was still on the tip of her nose, "What exactly is it describing?"

"Hmm..." The mistakes in the manuscript are not easy to correct. You have to scrape off a layer of paper with a knife. Therefore, Hipper is also very focused. After writing a few words with a breath, he slowly replied: "Even if Whimsical ideas will be quickly implemented, even though they may be broken and bloody because of this, they can't be stopped, and often they are strong because they have been so wild all the time, but in the end they support this bold and reckless act..." She clicked a full stop , turned around and asked Theron with a pursed smile, "Aren't you?"

Theron smiled shyly: "Stop making fun of me."

Hipper also smiled, "I'm complimenting you, I think it's very good, this is the trait I admire most in you..." Her voice gradually faded away, this page is almost finished, and it needs extra attention when it is near the end Seriously, she also breathed a sigh of relief after finishing writing, and then said the words that had disappeared but not completely disappeared: "From the first time I saw you."

She spoke very lightly, like a faint whisper in her mouth.Theron, as the only audience, barely controlled the hand holding the pen not to tremble.

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